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At one point, the man had to move closer to clean the wound properly. He cupped the boy’s face between his palms, holding him steady, and leaned in to examine the damaged lips.
And just then... a voice spoke from behind.
“Damn, man, that’s a clever trick. Saliva heals faster, you know. Doesn’t matter whose it is, yours, someone else’s, all the same.”
Startled, the man turned sharply. In the doorway stood a funny looking, twitchy guy, the Stoner, grinning like an idiot.
The house owner froze, half in embarrassment, half in disbelief at the absurdity of what he’d just heard.
Meanwhile, the stitched-mouth boy - Wire Face, as he’d come to be called , just sat there, utterly lost, having no idea what was going on.
The junkie kept talking. “Yeah, saliva, man. Miracle stuff. Universal medicine.”
or,
And outside, the sun still burned, relentless and merciless, as if the world itself had turned against them.